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Sunday, March 12, 2017

Puerto Rico Day 2

I'm back now, but am posting all the posts I wrote down while I was there because I didn't have an Internet connection to post them at the time.

The coquis are louder than you think people…those little
frogs have huge lungs.

One of the goofy looking tree frogs in my aunt's outdoor sink.

I experienced a tale of two aunts today.I started in paradise and ended in a gut
punch to the stomach.For those who
don’t know I have two full aunts in Puerto Rico who
share the same mother and father as my mother.One of these is middle class and one lives in poverty with her daughter.

My aunt Yamila's house. The driveway is deliberately steep to deter burglars. You have to slam on the gas to get up to the house and it's so steep it feels like the car is going to tip backwards.

First, the well-off aunt.Have you ever had to deal with the problem of too many bananas growing
in your back yard?So much so that you push
over one of the trees with loose roots hoping to kill it, but the ground is so
fertile that it reroots and starts growing bananas again?

They seriously do not need any more bananas.

My aunt has 13 wild banana trees growing in her acre back
yard.Also papaya, coconut palm,
breadfruit, some kind of almond, yautia (a widely eaten tuber), wild
ginger, yucca (another popular tuber, also called cassava), ñames (yet another widely eaten tuber related to the yam), and guanaba (a green tree fruit the size of a soccer ball that I ADORE, which also cured my ulcerative colitis symptoms last time I visited).Most of this
was never planted, so it’s all clumped together on the edges of her land.The wide open space between them is what she calls
her yard.

The back yard

Another view.

Some kind of native citrus fruit with edible rind related to lime. It just decided to pop up beside my aunt's wall and start popping out fruit.

Papaya

All kinds of lizards all over the place. Striped, plain, some with huge orange beards that they stretched out to threaten you. Also iguanas and dragons so huge they would damage your car if you hit them on the road. I had to let one cross as I was driving near the beach.

Bread fruit. More than they can ever use.

I think this is the guanaba tree. The sole fruit fell 30 feet below in the ditch before I could get it.

These are the little bananas. Sweet and flavorful. They harvested a pile to wait until the ripen.

Coconut plams and all sorts of stuff.

I said we should eat this coconut. They felt it wasn't worth the trouble to crack it.

Some kind of native almond.

These snails are gigantic and all over the dirt. They're poisonous.

Last time I was here twelve years ago my aunt would dig
dinner from the yard and just add some salt cod.This time she has an extra freezer full of
the same kind of chicken and pork I buy.I don’t know what happened, but her financial situation improved.They have a 2009 car that looks new and a
house that is new, since the house they had last time was destroyed by
termites.They watch TV on a large
flatscreen and I noticed the remote was from Dish network.

Their house is so steep. That's my aunt's husband, Alejo.

My aunt and her husband are normal Puerto Rican middle class
(which is most of the island inhabitants).Not rich, but far from poor.I’m
extremely comfortable in one of the two spare bedrooms.(She used to care for my uncle before he died
and cousin before she moved out).

Her back yard makes me salivate.I could harvest so much.I could live so well off this fertile
volcanic soil.(But there are bugs that
chewed up me and my mom as we walked through.Hopefully we
don’t catch Zika.)

I looked forward to this paradise and it did not
disappoint.In fact it was better than
last time because she’s not living in a falling apart shack, but a sweet new
concrete house.

We went from this paradise to a situation that makes tears
build up behind my eyes.My poor aunt
and cousin live in public housing.That’s not terrible in and of itself.The last time we visited she lived in a much worse project with no
working toilets.Just a ditch.

What made me sad was the state of my aunt and cousin.My aunt, who is younger than my mother, has
lost all her teeth and looks 80 years old.Her hand has deformed, bent backwards in the middle.

My mom and I looked at each other while holding back
tears.The hand was something done to
her by her daughter who was murdered ten years ago.She refused to have surgery to fix it back
then, and we had to leave it alone.

The
teeth, however…why does my 65 year old aunt not have teeth? Yamila says she’s saving her money to get her
teeth fixed, but she has no money to save.When we inquired about just paying for her dentures we learned that the
dentist she'd been making payments to had run off with the money and had to be found by the police.The current situation is unknown.

We feel that the visit was rushed, because my
aunt Yamila was also made uncomfortable with us seeing them like that.

The other half of the ‘them’ is my cousin…my sweet
cousin.Last time I saw her 12 years ago
she was a feisty skinny thing who called me fat and claimed that she was single
because she had too many admirers to choose from.It was believable enough.She was beautiful.She’s still beautiful, but visibly suffering.

My cousin is on medication that makes her skin ash white and
causes her brown spots when she gets sun exposure.She’s also swollen, like I was when I was on
prednisone (steroids for my ulcerative colitis) but she’s not on
prednisone.She talked with a slur and if
I didn’t know her from before I would have thought she had downs syndrome.

She handed my mom the four bottle of pills the government
services has her on and asked her to tell her what was making her so sick.We wrote down the names to look up later.

We gave them money.That’s all we can do for now.I
don’t feel it’s enough.I feel like I’ve
abandoned my own family.I’m always
helping strangers, but I don’t help my own flesh and blood.I have to look into doing better for them.

Anyway, I want to get in some pictures of the Puerto Rican street scenes. It's so CROWDED. And not just in San Juan. We were out in the 'country' but there is no country except what's in people's back yards. Puerto Rico has a huge population in a small area. Even the steepest hills get houses crammed all over them.

The first day I got there my 'uncle' (aunt's husband) took me with him to the betting parlor to bet on the horse races. It was in this dense neighborhood.

The betting parlor/bar.

The streets are narrow with people parked all over the place. Even on roads where there is no room to park on the side (unlike here). I had to learn to drive like a crazy person fast...seriously...the roads and insane traffic will give me nightmares. Traffic lights are only obeyed 'when there's traffic.' When there wasn't any cars around my uncle kept telling me to go even though the light was red. x_x

Okay, so day two is done and time to go to bed. First I had to deal with the peeping tom in my window...